Skirting the Edges

Sunday, the 31st, its morning at least, all day to worry about the activities of the evening. The firehouse is done up with plenty of halloween stuff, decorations a plenty, the free beer ads down up for halloween all placed up even too. A few orange light strands, fake spider webs, that sort of thing. Its that time of the morning where the church crowds haven't gotten out of church to invade the local places to eat, so there is still walk in seating available.

Sam is there, simply keeping things running, taking orders if needed, but bussing as well until the full crew arrives for the swing of things for today. Its quiet enough, he's standing on the patron side of the bar, with a soda in hand, looking up at a TV screen back there. Some boring news, fighting somewhere in the world, he turns instead, favoring to look out the large windows towards main street, still taking a drink from that straw.

The past week has been a busy one for Greg. Between his studies and work. Swamped enough that this is one of the first times he's seen outside of campus, or the tattoo parlor. Having arrived on his bike and stepping inside he still looks a bit tired as he stretches. Having gotten a message to meet here so his eyes do scan the area for said messenger.

After the talk, Ellie has called Greg and asked him to meet at the firehouse to be properly… "introduced", and they can't very well do that on a school day, right? So Sunday it is, even it means skipping church (fortunately, Ellie's parents are a bit more liberal than most New England families in this regard). She is just crossing the street towards the Firehouse when she sees Greg enter, and that makes her pick up the pace hurriedly. "Hey Greg!" She calls, but he's already inside, to where she follows a few seconds later. "Hey. I guess you didn't hear me outside." Ellie adds once she's behind him at the door, while trying to catch her breath.

Seeing first Greg, then Ellie, Sam puts his drink down and waves. "Hey, you both made it." A grin hits the lift corner of his mouth, curious slightly amused even. Then he indicates a table off to the side, "We can sit here, if you two want anything, I can put it in." Food or drink even. But he moves away from the bar to walk with them towards that table he's offering. "Its nice out there," low 70s (or ~20C), "Gonna be a busy night." Just off handed conversation.

Greg does look over his shoulder as Ellie speaks to him once more, "Or I wanted you to chase me." He teases. But before she get to blush too much he does add, "But no, I think I missed it. Glad to see you." He offers before Sam catches his attention, turning to wave to him as well. "I suppose this was one of those you wanted me to meet?" He asks Ellie in a low voice before wandering towards Sam, or rather the table that the other man suggests. "Indeed, quite a nice day. Looking forward to the rest of the day." He offers in reply. Helping Ellie into a seat before taking one as well.

Ellie promptly blinks. "Chase… what?" Yes, she'll then blush, but shaking her head she tries to dismiss the tease. "Yes. Uhm, you know Sam, right?" She gestures to the bartender, momentarily unsure whether she should approach the bar or the table Sam pointed at. Ultimately it's the table, and she makes her way to take a seat. "Do you have… can I get a cocoa?"

Sam doesn't get into the middle of chasing or blushing so much as to grin. "Sure you can," he returns about the cocoa, pointing a finger to Greg, seeing if he'll take anything, "You good?" Or does he want a drink, whether Greg returns a request or not though, he goes to get that order in. The cocoa will take a moment, someone else will run it out. Sam scoops up his own drink anything Greg may have asked and returns to take a table at the seat with the group. Once there, and they can be more quiet, he offers, "So, you're more like us than we knew." Without being too direct, "I didn't quite catch it when we talked before, but where abouts are you from again?" Not to beat around the bush it seems with his own curiousity.

Ellie promptly blinks. "Chase… what?" Yes, she'll then blush, but shaking her head she tries to dismiss the tease. "Yes. Uhm, you know Sam, right?" She gestures to the bartender, momentarily unsure whether she should approach the bar or the table Sam pointed at. Ultimately it's the table, and she makes her way to take a seat. "Do you have… can I get a cocoa?"

Sam doesn't get into the middle of chasing or blushing so much as to grin. "Sure you can," he returns about the cocoa, pointing a finger to Greg, seeing if he'll take anything, "You good?" Or does he want a drink, whether Greg returns a request or not though, he goes to get that order in. The cocoa will take a moment, someone else will run it out. Sam scoops up his own drink anything Greg may have asked and returns to take a table at the seat with the group. Once there, and they can be more quiet, he offers, "So, you're more like us than we knew." Without being too direct, "I didn't quite catch it when we talked before, but where abouts are you from again?" Not to beat around the bush it seems with his own curiousity.

Greg grins over at Ellie, giving a small shrug rather than teasing her further. "Ah, yes. Of course. It is good to see you again, Sam." He says before thinking about what to get. "A coffee would be nice." He says as Sam get the orders in. Nodding a bit. "I suppose so. And I'm from Providence, Rhode Island."

Settling in, Ellie fusses over her shoulder bag for a few seconds before idly brushing her hair back over her shoulders. She looks from one man to the other, clearly gauging where to begin with this, but deciding that Sam's opening remarks are as good as any. "Sam is…" She pauses briefly and shoots a glance at him. "…one of the people I talked about, that you should meet." Ellie tells Greg quietly, making sure she can't be overheard. "Uhm. Do you mind, showing him your stone?"

A coffee it is, that is more readily brought back to the table and handed over to Greg. As he listens, a nod about Rhode Island, not far away at all at least. Leaning over the table, "If you don't mind, I'm curious of stones lately." Not related to meeting new witches. As they talk, the cocoa is dropped off by one of the wait staff, not one of his sisters though. "I happen to have sugilite," he admits, turning over what could from a distance pass as a class ring, he shows the purple/red/blue sort of stone laid in it. A fairness to him showing his own.

Greg nods to Ellie's clarification. At her question to have him show the stone, he does hesitate for a brief second. Though then studying the look on Ellie's face before nodding and shifting some. Making him hard to be seen my anyone other than the two at his table. Along with lifting his cup of coffee to hide it even better. About to pull out the stone, before Sam insists as well. Giving a nod and waiting another second. Looking at the other guy's stone first. "Neat." Showing the purple amethyst to them. "Mine's an amethyst" Looking more like a family heirloom than anything else.

Ellie is not about to rush either of the boys along; this is delicate matter after all. Instead, she smiles a demure but grateful smile to the waitstaff as the cocoa is delivered, which is eagerly cupped with both hands and sipped, while she watches the exchange quietly and waits for both of her tablemates to work through the awkwardness.

Curiously both are not far off in color, Sam's not near as brilliatn as Greg's of course, but that purplish color similar at least. Seeing its something like an antique or heirloom, he goes with that for the moment, looking at Ellie as he starts, "That's something from your family, like handed down?" Ending up eyes on Greg, "Not to pry too much, just curious. I know some of us around here are protective of families." Said in a gauging manor, curious of the others reactions to the inquiries.

Greg nods slowly at the question. Letting Ellie enjoy her cocoa for now. Taking a sip of his own coffee. "Something like that. I was given it before I left." He explains, studying the other guy's ring again. "You got any story to yours?" He asks. Leaning back some. Studying and reading Sam almost. Though since Ellie seems to trust him, so does Greg at least seem to relax some. "I think most are protective of their families." He replies easily.

"I haven't done much leaving," returns Sam, holding that soda he had earlier again. Messing with the straw but not really paying attention to his drink. "When my parents thought I needed a stone, we went looking for one, its the one that seems to find me I guess." He sits back in his chair a little, then, looking once more between Ellie and Greg. "Yeah, and that's good. Just, its cool that Ellie found you. Not to make you uncomfortable by sort of guessing what you are and all, but the others, they'll meet you to eventually. Just, they won't be so forward as me. We've had trouble in the past, so we're a little cautious."

Greg nods, "Yeah, I know what you mean. This called in a similar fashion. Though I think they made it into something like this, more fitting than a larger rock." He suggests. Nodding some. "Thanks, and indeed. I'm glad that she has." He agrees and glances to the girl. Though then his gaze goes back to the other guy. "It's quite fine. I mean, I've been around for a long time now and not made any trouble." Almost a local now after all. "That doesn't define me, it's just a part of me." He suggests with a shrug.

"I'm honestly surprised you've gone so long without being tagged," Ellie notes quietly towards Greg. "Don't get me wrong, I think that's a good thing. But you are what you are, and I guess…. it's best for you to get in touch with the local community. It's as important for us to know you're around so we can support you, as much as you need to know what the local rules and laws are, right?" The cocoa is lowered, but still held in both hands.

"Yeah, that you've been around for a long time here, that speaks highly," towards that idea of trust. He turns to look at Ellie as she comments on not being noticed for so long too, "Exactly, either you're really cautious or just wanting to live a regular life too." Which is something they all want. "If you think you'd like to try that, getting more in touch with the community, we could see about talking with the elders for you too? I think if you met with them, a few more of us would be more trusting." He means the group their age, and meeting him. "We don't talk much in town about it, some want to ban it, for safety. So, some of us go up and get a cabin every now and again, to just be us."

Greg grins and nods, "Well, as I said before. I do think some know." He did talk about it briefly with her before, though he has kept most about this to himself. "I suppose it is good. Though I do like getting to know people first. Just my nature, I suppose. Being around I at least feel safe enough here, now." Nodding a bit to her last words. Nodding as Samuel confirms much about living a regular life, and being cautious. "I wouldn't mind if you did, thank you." Grinning about the cabin. "Cabins are nice, no matter what you use them for."

Ellie passes a glance at Sam, silently grateful that he's going to talk to the elders about Greg. "Most of us have lived here all of our lives, so we… you can imagine we're all mostly familiar with each other. There isn't anyone in particular you should be worried about, but respecting the elders is probably a good idea." She opines; then again, Ellie can be a bit too trusting for her own good; Sam would know that. "I'm sure you'll feel safe once you start knowing the rest of the community."

Listening to the others, Sam gives a nod in return. "No worries, you're welcome," to the thanks givne, then a grin, "I have to agree on that, next thing that would be good is if you liked fishing." To go with cabins being good not matter what use they have. He turns to meet Ellie's passing glance, a nod as well to her, reassuring. "We can talk more specifics as we figure out getting up to the lake. Just, you know, don't do much in town, the elders just don't want us drawing more attention to ourselves."

Greg nods and smiles to Ellie, "Of course. It should be fine." He assures her and nodding to Sam, grateful for his help. "Thank you again. I am sure it will be quite fine." Chuckling about the fishing part. "Not great at it, but with good company, I am sure it will be fun." Nodding about not doing much in the town itself. "No worries. I'm too busy with work and school anyhow."

She passes another glance between Sam and Greg, before a embarrassed little smile curls her lips. "Don't worry about that, Greg. I don't… I'm pretty bad at fishing myself." Ellie will even shoot an apologetic look at Sam. "Sorry, Sam. But I saw a televised live fishing tournament one time and that was it for me." Ah, cocoa, must sip some more.

Getting a chuckle himself, its short, until Ellie comments on the fishing show, then its closer to a laugh from Samuel. "There, now more reason to go up to the lake. Greg has it, less about catching the fish, more about the good company. If we catch anything, I'll take care of preparing it." Cause he does not catch and release, unless its release into a pan with some spice and then his belly it would seem.

There is a laugh and a nod given to Ellie from Greg, "I suppose we could sit and fish together then?" He teases a bit before looking to Sam. "Agreed. Looking forward to it." Not minding just sitting about and enjoying the fish, trusting Sam's cooking skills it would seem.

Oh the teasing! Ellie scratches her head a little and looks down at her suddenly very interesting cocoa. Look at all the twirly patterns. Fortunately the topic moves back to the outing itself, and Ellie lifts her head again. "You'll organize it then, Sam? Are you going to bring your sisters… or Lia?"

Grinning at their play between each other a little, Sam gives a nod to Ellie. "Yeah, I'll ask them if they want to come along. See who shows up. Something to get out there and enjoy the weather before it turns and decides to snow on us." Though by his smile, he probably enjoys the snow just the same. "Look, sunday brunch folks are going to start showing up. I think we have some good footing here." For building that trust at least. "Thanks Greg, for agreeing to meet." And a glance passed to Ellie, thanks for bringing him in just the same in this meeting.

Fade

OOC Date: 2015.06.22
IC Date: 2014.10.31
Cast: Ellie, Greg, & Samuel



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